 | Jacob B. Wood - 1852 - 192 ページ
...eternal city," and shades in gloom her glories. "How are the mighty fallen 1" *' Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn...control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance 1 Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps... | |
 | M.B. Bateham and S.D. Harris - 1852 - 396 ページ
...whose «ciors had found root in all the earth. Well might the poet sing — " O. Rome, my country, city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires." Here I saw the birth of architectural art in England, and we owe to her all the refinements that give... | |
 | M.B. Bateham and S.D. Harris - 1852 - 396 ページ
...found root in all the earth. Well might the poet sing— '• 0. Rome, my country, city of the »oui ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires." Here I saw the birth of architectural art in England, and we owe to her all the refinements that give... | |
 | James Henry - 1853 - 638 ページ
...passages, gives us the reverse of this fine simile; also applied to Rome: "0 Rome! my country! cily of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to...their petty misery. The Niobe of nations! there she slands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woo; An empty urn within her withered hands, Whoso... | |
 | James Henry - 1853 - 626 ページ
...passages, gives us the. reverse of this fine simile; aiso applied to Rome: "0 Rome! my country! city of Ihe soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee,...control In their shut breasts their petty misery. The Kiobe of nations! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within... | |
 | James Henry - 1853 - 616 ページ
...passages, gives us the reverse of this fine simile; also applied to Rome: "0 Rome! my country! cily of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to...mother of dead empires! and control In their shut hreasts their petty misery. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands Childless and crownless, in her... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1853 - 1024 ページ
...the tnuch'd heart, Yel fare thee well — upon Snracte's ridge we part. LXXVm. Oh Rome ! my country ! s our state Of mortal bondage, by these iheir shut breasts their petty misery. What arc our woes and sufferance ? Come and •<•« The cypress,... | |
 | John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1853 - 362 ページ
...this route will enjoy the first view of St. Peter's. " Olí Rome ! my country ! city of the soul 1 The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires I and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and... | |
 | James Henry - 1853 - 626 ページ
...his passages, gives us the reverse of this fine simile; also applied to Rome: "0 Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thec, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. The Niobe... | |
 | Eliza Henderson Bordman Otis ("Mrs. Harrison Gray Otis, "), Mrs. Harrison Gray Otis - 1854 - 428 ページ
...had made him quite ill by the violence of her grief at parting. CHAPTER XL. ' Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn...control, In their shut breasts their petty misery.' BlEON. ' To JOHN BARCLAY, ESQ. ' NOT daring, Sir, to address this letter "to your angelic daughter,... | |
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Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod... 
